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Thursday, August 12, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Things that make me happy
I've had such a rotten week I want to think about things that make me happy.
1. Knitting, duh.
2. Funny jokes that make me laugh. Not the ones where Hubs has to explain them to me. Those are not funny because when Hubs has to explain them, they are not funny anymore because I'm tired of listening by the time he has finished explaining and I have no more energy to laugh. There, see? No laughing. A good joke would be like this: What's a muffin that doesn't exist? A nuffin." --Hubs
3. A clean house. There is nothing better than not having a house to clean because I can do so many other things, like, sit down, not clean, eat something, not eat something, knit, read a book, read the internet, do a puzzle with Pint-size, etc.
4. Not doing laundry. I like it when I don't have laundry to do. It follows principle outlined above.
5. Reading good books. I don't like reading bad books. It's rare for me to not finish a book but when I do neglect to finish it, you know it's bad. I usually am obsessed with finishing things, like good books.
6. Rhyming. I don't rhyme well, but I love things that do. It feels comforting and complete. Like everything is square and stacks well. Take this for example. It was in a book of nursery rhymes/stories.
7. Cute things. Chibis, pictures of kittens (not in person), puppies (in person and pictures of), babies, bunnies.
8. Lists. (like this list for example)
9. These words: Fahrvergnuegen, paraphernalia. Look at all those letters! And they're so fun to say!!
10. A day full of possibilities. :)
11. My current desktop background. I like to imagine that if someone walked around my desk they'd say, "AGH! A Tiger!" And then they'd calm down a little and realize that it's not a real tiger.
1. Knitting, duh.
2. Funny jokes that make me laugh. Not the ones where Hubs has to explain them to me. Those are not funny because when Hubs has to explain them, they are not funny anymore because I'm tired of listening by the time he has finished explaining and I have no more energy to laugh. There, see? No laughing. A good joke would be like this: What's a muffin that doesn't exist? A nuffin." --Hubs
3. A clean house. There is nothing better than not having a house to clean because I can do so many other things, like, sit down, not clean, eat something, not eat something, knit, read a book, read the internet, do a puzzle with Pint-size, etc.
4. Not doing laundry. I like it when I don't have laundry to do. It follows principle outlined above.
5. Reading good books. I don't like reading bad books. It's rare for me to not finish a book but when I do neglect to finish it, you know it's bad. I usually am obsessed with finishing things, like good books.
6. Rhyming. I don't rhyme well, but I love things that do. It feels comforting and complete. Like everything is square and stacks well. Take this for example. It was in a book of nursery rhymes/stories.
7. Cute things. Chibis, pictures of kittens (not in person), puppies (in person and pictures of), babies, bunnies.
8. Lists. (like this list for example)
9. These words: Fahrvergnuegen, paraphernalia. Look at all those letters! And they're so fun to say!!
10. A day full of possibilities. :)
11. My current desktop background. I like to imagine that if someone walked around my desk they'd say, "AGH! A Tiger!" And then they'd calm down a little and realize that it's not a real tiger.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Year in Review
This has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad morning. I’m usually pretty chipper, alert and excited about life. Not today. I want to tell you what happened but two things would result: 1) I would reveal information to which even my husband says “TMI, honey!” 2) I will realize how not bad it was. The End. We won't even talk about it anymore. No more! ;)
Some of my knitting buddies came over last night to chat and knit and as I was giving a run-down on some knitting techniques and different kinds of yarn to a newbie knitter, it rekindled my hope in knitting (not like it burned out or anything). Besides overwhelming the poor girl, I realized how much I’ve learned this past year! I’ve learned/mastered stockinette stitch, garter stitch, knitting in the round, knitting on double pointed needles, increasing, decreasing, two ways to cast on, casting off, making socks, making hats, modifying patterns, intarsia, weaving in ends as I knit, and a rudimentary knowledge of spinning. I need to take a step back and admire how far I’ve come. That’s pretty awesome. I’ve been knitting for 11 months and I've learned all of that! I’ve come pretty far and I’m still going strong. I’m ready to learn more! Now that brings us to my inability to keep up with my brain. I am excitable to say the least.
I get so excited about everything I could be doing that I forget to concentrate what I’m working on now. Time for a refresher:
1. Finish infinity scarf
2. Knit Harry Potter scarf
3. Knit baby gifts for all the preggo friends at church
4. Knit Christmas presents (including socks for my dad)
5. Knit a pair of socks in Knitpicks Felici yarn for myself. I won’t tell you which yarn because I don’t want you buying it all. >:)
6. Knit Caleb’s Mario Mushroom blanket (which I’m beginning to think I want to quilt it instead. I can learn quilting before the winter is out, right? LAWL.)
7. Knit a pair of wool sleeves for a cyclist friend (and charge him, of course, what do you think I am? CRAZY!?)
8. Teach my art and art history class (I hope to have pictures of my poster board advert in progress soon)
Too much?
If I were at home full-time I would probably have much more ticked off this list. As it stands now, I’m swamped. I get home at 5:00 p.m. every night, spend time with my son, cook dinner, most nights I embark on some activity (yoga, knitting group, church) by 6:30 p.m. and then come home around 9:00 or 10:00 and crash. And school hasn’t even started. Hasn’t. Even. Started. Help me, dahlin'!
XOXO
Some of my knitting buddies came over last night to chat and knit and as I was giving a run-down on some knitting techniques and different kinds of yarn to a newbie knitter, it rekindled my hope in knitting (not like it burned out or anything). Besides overwhelming the poor girl, I realized how much I’ve learned this past year! I’ve learned/mastered stockinette stitch, garter stitch, knitting in the round, knitting on double pointed needles, increasing, decreasing, two ways to cast on, casting off, making socks, making hats, modifying patterns, intarsia, weaving in ends as I knit, and a rudimentary knowledge of spinning. I need to take a step back and admire how far I’ve come. That’s pretty awesome. I’ve been knitting for 11 months and I've learned all of that! I’ve come pretty far and I’m still going strong. I’m ready to learn more! Now that brings us to my inability to keep up with my brain. I am excitable to say the least.
I get so excited about everything I could be doing that I forget to concentrate what I’m working on now. Time for a refresher:
1. Finish infinity scarf
2. Knit Harry Potter scarf
3. Knit baby gifts for all the preggo friends at church
4. Knit Christmas presents (including socks for my dad)
5. Knit a pair of socks in Knitpicks Felici yarn for myself. I won’t tell you which yarn because I don’t want you buying it all. >:)
6. Knit Caleb’s Mario Mushroom blanket (which I’m beginning to think I want to quilt it instead. I can learn quilting before the winter is out, right? LAWL.)
7. Knit a pair of wool sleeves for a cyclist friend (and charge him, of course, what do you think I am? CRAZY!?)
8. Teach my art and art history class (I hope to have pictures of my poster board advert in progress soon)
Too much?
If I were at home full-time I would probably have much more ticked off this list. As it stands now, I’m swamped. I get home at 5:00 p.m. every night, spend time with my son, cook dinner, most nights I embark on some activity (yoga, knitting group, church) by 6:30 p.m. and then come home around 9:00 or 10:00 and crash. And school hasn’t even started. Hasn’t. Even. Started. Help me, dahlin'!
XOXO
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